“Did she have breakfast?” Marcel inquired as he glanced at the maid in his cold voice.
“Master, Madam has refused to eat anything. She said that she’d rather die than eat,” the maid replied in a shaky tone, her eyes downcast.
Marcel clenched his fists in fury as his knuckles turned white. “Let her be hungry then! Let’s see how long she can hold back!” His voice was a low growl, filled with barely restrained anger.
“But–” The maid opened her mouth to say something, her voice trembling, but was cut off as Kai entered the room.
“Why are you in the study room early in the morning?” Kai asked, his tone casual as he gestured for the maid to leave. The maid quickly scurried out, relieved to escape the tense atmosphere. “Don’t tell me… you slept here?”
Marcel sighed, rubbing his temple as if
